(A baby was admitted to ER with status epilepticus. Poor pediatrician refused to give Diazepam to him, baby passed away on mom’s hands)
Oh! please don’t cry mom…
Don’t cry….
Your baby would never come back
Please let him be in his destiny
You don’t own him
He never owns himself either
Karma brought him
Bad fever
Continuous convulsions
Poor doctor
With indolent strategy
Could hardly save him….
All flowers wither
Yet, ‘times so are buds
You may collect mustard seeds
From a house never had a funeral
As “kisa” did during Buddha’s time
You may never find a single seed
Don’t cry dear mom
You will never get him back
No God can do that
no one is immortal.
Kolitha Lelwala
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/don-t-cry-mom/
